Just One Hell of a Best Friend (Dan Howell Fan Fic)

Dream

Blackness, terrible, crushing blackness. I try to move, I try to escape it. But it is futile, I cannot escape. This pain demands to be felt. My breathing picks up and I feel myself losing control...

I wake with a gasp to Dan's brown eyes staring at me with concern. I stare back with wide eyes as I try to control my breathing again.

"Gab, are you okay?" Dan asks softly with his 'just woke up' voice. That voice was my undoing. My breathing escalated to hyperventilating and tears formed in my eyes. Dan just circled me in his warm arms and pulled me into his chest.

"You had the dream again didn't you?" he quietly whispers into my hair.

"Yes." I hiccupped into his chest.

"I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you that day." Dan says in such a way that I know he hates himself for something that wasn't his fault.

"S'not your fault Danny." I mumbled through my tears.

"But it is, if I wasn't such a slimy git, you wouldn't have been there nor would you have been there alone." he insists. I sighed and looked up at him.

"Daniel James Howell, you listen to me and listen to me well, I do not blame you nor am I mad at you. So you should be neither of those things either." I sternly told him. Well, as sternly as one could be through blubbering tears.

"I know, but especially seeing you like this, it makes it hard to not blame myself."

"Well don't, all I need from you is to be here for me."

"I don't know how to do that."

"This is it, this is all I need."

"Then this is what you'll get, after all, if I couldn't do that, I wouldn't be, one hell of a best friend."

He squeezed me closer and I put my head back on his chest. We laid there content in the silent company of each other. He started rubbing random patterns on my back. Between that and his rhythmic heartbeat thumping in my ear; I was lulled back into a peaceful slumber, lying in my best friends' arms.

I was woken next by the sound of a click. I pried my eyes open against their will to see my little brother standing by my cracked open door with his iPod pointed in our direction. He began to giggle and upon seeing me awake, his face transformed into one of horror. He turned and scurried off down the hall, slamming my door shut as he escaped.

"Ugh!" I flopped back down on the bed. I heard a groan from beside me.

"Come back here, I was warm!" Dan's arms snaked their way back around my waist and he drew me back to his chest. I was so not going to fight with this.

"Are we going to do something about that?" I asked.

"What? I'm just so happy to see you though!" Dan jokes

"OMG you dirty pervert! NO! I meant about my brother, you dingus!" I exclaimed as I smacked his chest with my hand. I felt my checks slowly burn red.

Dan chuckled "I know, I'm just being an ass."

"I hate you so much."

"No you don't, you can't resist my cheeky charm, tis futile!" Dan mock exclaims.

"Shut up you dork" I pushed him off the bed onto my floor.

"Hey!"

"Hi!" I said innocently.

"You're a twat, you know that?" he huffed. Suddenly, Dan reached up and yanked me down with him. We started wrestling and somehow we managed to get into a position that made us stop suddenly. Panting hard, I looked up at Dan who is sitting straddling my hips and pinning my arms above my head with his large hands. I started to get really warm as his breath ghosts over my face. I get lost in his chocolaty brown eyes. Time ceases to have meaning as Dan's face comes ever closer to my slowly reddening face. He gets so close that I can see nothing except his warm eyes staring into my wide cerulean eyes.

"Gabby, Dan, dinner is ready!"

My mother always has the worst timing.

"We'll be right there!" Dan yelled back. He had sat straight up once my mom yelled. He stood up and offered a hand to me.

"Thanks" I said as I grasped his large soft hand in mine. I should have known that he was up to no good, but my brain was still a massive puddle of goo after that near kiss that I failed to realize my mistake. Before I knew it, I was seeing nothing but blackness as Dan pushed me face first onto my bed. He made a mad dash out of my room. His voice floated back to me with a challenge.

"Race you to the table!"

I quickly bounced up and chased after him. I managed to catch up to him as he was at the bottom of the staircase and, not wanting him to win, I leaped onto his back.

"Oof!" he huffed as he reached his hands back to hook under my thighs to steady me.

"Really? You had to do that didn't you?" he asked turning his head to look back at me over his shoulder as he walked into the dining room.

"Of course she did, otherwise you would have won and we can't have that." my little brother said with a smug smirk. Dan looked offended and everyone at the table just laughed.

After dinner was finished and all cleaned up, Dan and I crawled back upstairs to my room and we sat on my bed.

"Shall we commence with the tradition?" Dan says as he sprawls out on my covers.

"I suppose now is a good time to do it." I answered.

Dan got up and walked to my dresser and opened the last drawer.

"Hey, don't perv on my underwear drawer you git." I called to him indignantly.

"You know as well as I do that your underwear drawer is the second from the top you dingus." He replied smartly.

"You got me." I chuckled. Dan just threw a mound of fabric at my face.

"Go get dressed you idiot."

"Since this is my room, shouldn't you leave to change?" I said, hoping not to move from my spot.

"But I'm technically the guest here, so you should move."

"Dan, you practically live here and I don't want to move!" I complained.

"I guess we're both changing here then." Dan shrugs nonchalantly.

"Ugh, you suck, face the wall dumbass." I groaned.

"Why? It's not like I haven't seen you in a bikini, and less."

"That was when we were little and a bikini is totally different!"

"Fine, fine, facing the wall." Dan says with a sigh as he turned around.

"Good boy." I told him.

I hurried to change but Dan's flexing muscles in my peripheral vision kept distracting me.

"Are you done yet?" Dan asks. His voice snapped me out of my creepy stalking.

"Almost, relax geez." I said feigning annoyance.

"Okay, I'm done!"

"Excellent, let the Monday tradition......BEGIN!"

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A/N Hey y'all, sorry it's been awhile, school has been crazy and I'm trash at updating. Shhh don't tell my professors, but I write parts of this in class! Until next time my lovelies!